"The wind blows where it chooses . . ." John 3:8

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This morning my wife’s parents headed back home to South Carolina after visiting with us for a couple of weeks here in Houston. Last Friday they watched our two boys while we attended a social event with the young adults of Palmer Memorial Episcopal Church, the “under-the-hill folks” in my new congregation. It was so much fun to meet them, most for the first time. I loved to see how each of them embodied the state motto of Texas, which is simply “friendship” and something all of us need.

It was also fun to gather in the Churchill Room of a local pub known as The Black Labrador. Not surprisingly, that room for private parties and whatnot has lots of images of Winston Churchill, including a poster of the famous Prime Minister pointing us — err . . . the British — to victory. One of the young adults thought it would have been the perfect setting to watch the United States play Germany in the World Cup! So true! The Willards, however, were content to know that our dog Tippet approved of the venue. Seriously, she tweeted about it.